The call was picked up quickly, and a clear female voice greeted him respectfully. "Teacher, is something the matter?"
Silvester's son knew that his father had a direct descendant, who was a woman, but he had never seen her before. However, the two of them had already spoken on the phone many times.
He coughed. "Sister, it's me."
"Oh… Is something wrong?"
Silvester's son said, "I have someone here who wants to buy Zabe's Calming Pills at a high price. Do you have time to help me refine one?"
The other party's voice was lazy. "Master wants to sell it?"
Silvester's son nodded. "Yes, the other party has offered two million dollars."
Nora was speechless.
Among the herbs needed to refine the Calming Pill, only the 500-year-old ginseng was more valuable. The rest added up to a few ten thousand dollars at most. That ginseng alone could be bought at an auction for one million.
